Walking along the grass, he was still feeling a little self pity about the way the day turned out.
He went down and sat in the dark on the edge of one of the sanddunes, sighing deeply.
Again, he shouldn't have listened to Angelica... he was so gullible... she was a good kisser though.
He had to smile.
Angelica Pickles, bane of his and his friends existance from as early as he can remember made out with him - Chuckie Finster - and for a period of maybe two and a half minutes was not repulsed.
Who would have thought it?
Oh, well. It was good when it lasted...
Or so he thought until a blonde haired figure sat down beside him.
She didn't look at him at all, but she spoke defiantly "So, what's the great Finster doing out here after dark? Making another miserable attempt to prove that you really are not a total wuss?"
He turned to look at her, "I'd rather not do this right now Angelica."
"Do what?" She snapped back incredulously.
"Beg you for your ever so gracious sympathy" he stated sarcastically.
"That's a nice way to greet someone who just found out who your little sister has a crush on."
He sighed again, "what do you want Angelica?"
"Hmmm... what do I want?"
"Just come out and say it." He was a little irritated by now.
"How about, you to admit once and for all that Angelia is Queen of all the world."
He smirked. She never changed. "You really want to tell me don't you?"
She turned to admire her nails, "not really."
He shrugged, "your loss," knowing it infuriated her not to get her own way.
And she turned back to look at him, a scathing expression in her eyes. "you know, Finster. I never muchliked you."
"Oh, Angelica. I'm suprised. All these years of stealing my glasses and calling me a dorky haired dumb kid and I actually thought you cared." He rebutted with another retort dripping with sarcasm.
"Yeah, well... I don't. I like this boy named Brett. All my friends think he's totally into me, but then I had to go away on this dumb weekend."
"Good on you" he spat.
"We might go on a date next weekend" she continued but Chuckie was barely listening - it was zone out Angelica time. She actually thought he was enthralled with her every word ofvain discussion. "He might be the one...
"So considering that it is so crucial that the first kiss is perfect, we'll need to practice again."
"What?"
"Oh, com'on Finster. Don't act like it's not benefiting you as well."
He shook his head, "I can't believe you..."
"Just shut up and kiss me, dumb kid with the dorky hair."
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Chuck/Angie: you were right about that episode. I decided to put in a couple of words from it. Ahhh, the classics.
